The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1887-10-20
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to one less personal and dangerous,
when, to her unbounded amazement.
Viola burst into torrent of tears.
Viola! what-what is the matterpH
The hoodgates were opened.
Adele heard the passionate plant
poured into her ear with a great pity
yelling up within her, for both the
man and the woman who had made
this great mistake of marrying each
other.
She remembered what near relative
of Guys had said the day after her re-
turn from abroad.
Have you seen Guy yetp" this
young woman had abruptly demanded.
No"
"Well, you won't find him looking
very happy"
After pause Adele had asked why.
.'My DEAR" had been she sententious
reply, "when sensitive, hypercritical,
fastidious fellow like Guy marries
woman who is none of these, there is
but one result finally possible. If
Viola Carol has a heart or soul, or
mind above her toilets and the admira-
ton of her world, | have failed to dis
cover their existence. Some men are
long in finding out their matrimonial
blunders. Some not. Guy is of the
latter category. Lappy? No. Take
my word for it he is not happy. What
first attracted him in her am still ask
ing myself"
'She is very lovely" Adele had said.
Lovely as wax doll perhaps. |
-l, n,IlI NNta hof ttrn ION,
for man like Guy"
Adele had discovered that much of
what Guys relative had said had had a
foundation in fact. But that this slight,
frail, fair-haired, black-eyed young
creature who seemed so constantly
absorbed in the frivolities of the world
was without heart or soul she could no
longer believe after the passionate
outburst of which she had this day
been a witness.
"You wonder perhaps why am so
frivolous, and why ! flirt first with one
and then with the other. Oh yes, you
do wonder. You look at me in amaze.
You, you see, are one of the perfect
women who never do these things; who
never commit follies. One must do
something, though, to keep ones self
from broOding and brooding till one
goes crazy! Do you suppose if Guy
cared for me that would do as do?"
'Oh, he does care for you-he does
care for you" murmured Adele
eagerly.
"Do you-do you think SOP Oh,
why then is he so cold, so Indifferent"
And Guy CAROLS wife married but
three years buried her face once more
in Mrs Hautville's cushions, and
sobbed in an abandonment of grief
which made Adele's heavy heart ache
with new pain.
Of course everyone was at Mrs.
Hautville's ball. A beauty, young
widow. woman of large means who
entertained delightfully."-, why should
not her house be crowded.
She had been absorbed by her duties
until late in the evening. When she
passed Guy Carroll, who stood alone
and motionless in doorway, he offered
her his arm.
''Let me take you somewhere, that
you may rest a few moments"
He led her to wide balcony, which
had been enclosed partially with glass
and filled with plants.
Il am glad you brought me here"
she said. The place was solitary. The
dance-music reached them in softened
strains. II wanted to speak to you
about Viola"
about VioIa?" He laughed a little.
"What is there to say? She is happy.
Look at her dancing in there"
He turned his face away again, and
and in the moonlight all its haggard
lines were plainly apparent. Adele
felt a hand grip her heart but she spoke
at once.
You think too easily that she is
happy. She is not"
He looked at her little surprised,
she thought, but without other mani
festation of interest.
"She is not happy" Adele went on
fevershly. ''She is frivolous because
she thinks you are Indifferent to her.
She loves you well. If you would
show her the same affection that was
between you at first, all would be
changed for you BOTH
He crossed his arms over his breast.
He spoke doggedly, and as Adele
heard him she sank down on a low
seat, screened by the plants, and buried
her face in her hands.
Il suppose you think me villain.
You used to think well OF me in the
long ago, but everything seems to be
changed now. Love her as once did?
don't think | ever loved her. Do you
know whom have loved for a year
past, and God knows for how long be-
side? You-you! Yes, l knew you
would shrink away from me- | should
nave allowed myself to be cut in pieces
before | committed the disloyalty of
speaking to you. But l am driven
driven! | have suffered so long that |
must speak. Afterwards you may re-
fuse ever to look at me again. / shall
expect that But you know now. Oh,
Heavenl that | should have let another
man make you his; that |, too, should
have married another! What blind
ness, what faulty possesses us to ruin
our lives, unknowing, as we do"
Hush! Hush! You must not-you
shall not say another wordr'
She had gathered herself together at
last and stood confronting him, with
her hands stretched before her in
repellent gesture, which he took for
loathing.
Il have nothing more to say" he
answered duly. Il shall never open
my lips again as have done tonight.
She had fled from him. He stood
there a moment longer in the moon
light, and then he turned, listlessly,
automatically.
There was CLEAN of white dress.
Viola stood before him. The moon
light flashed back family from the
diamonds on her neck. They burned
with a light no deeper than her eyes,
You are not dancing tonight" she
said.
She looked steadily up at him. He
had never seen her glance have so
strange brilliance.
NO, leave that to YOU" he said,
nockingly, but wearily. II hope you
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